The collapse of the family

You wanna know something sad?

I assume people have seen the Sheetz gasoline trucks driving around. You know, the big red ones with the advertisement for the new "Schmonster", the ridiculously stacked breakfast sandwhich that acts like a Rwandan genocide on your arteries.

On the back of the damn truck there's a disclaimer in big bold white letters:

"DRIVER DOES NOT CARRY SANDWICHES"

I think we've all seen gas trucks before. The old cylinder on 18 wheels bit. It's the only transporting truck of its kind. That's why there's generally no ads on gas trucks, because people know what the fuck is going on inside that tank.

Apparently not. You have to ask a few things: Is there someone out there who thought there WERE sandwiches in the tank and made such a BIG fuss about it, that Sheetz was forced to apply terms and conditions; is Sheetz PREEMPTING this dumbass from ever asking that question; or is this some tongue-in-cheek moment, whereas I despair when I think how apt and bitingly true that satire is?